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The person whom the world revolves around. The person who defeats all of his opponents, and ultimately gets the beautiful girl. The sole existence all villains fear. That is the protagonist. What about me? As a failed author who had only one success throughout his whole career, I had reincarnated into my late novel. "This is it" I thought, as I tightly clenched my fist. Did I just get reincarnated in my own novel? Is this where I reincarnate in a novel and become the protagonist? No. Sadly it's not that kind of novel, as I reincarnated as a mob. The world doesn't revolve around me. The girls don't come flocking towards me. The cheat items don't come to me. "Phew" I let out a sigh of relief. "Thank god I'm not the protagonist" I joyfully shouted as tears streamed down my cheeks. Wait, are you curious as to why I don't want to be the protagonist? I did forget to mention the most important thing when I was describing a protagonist. That is... They are calamity magnets. I just died. If I learned something from that, it's that it really isn't a pleasant experience. If possible let me live a long stable life. Thank you, whoever reincarnated me. I would later come to regret these words... ======== Reader Disclaimer : Please read the *Read before reading novel* in synopsis. ======== Credit to _oinkchan for helping me find the previous novel cover Credit to Rengoku for his amazing edit of the new cover. ======== Discord : https://discord.gg/FNAKgfyky4 Patreon : https://www.patreon.com/TheAuthorPOV

Entrail_JI · Fantasy
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Grasping the fifth movement [2]

'To master the fifth and final movement, one must assimilate the light psyons in the air toward their sword.' 

'The last movement is not something that anyone can pull off comfortably. It's a movement that does not need the body to do anything. Let the psyons do the work, and let the sword flow naturally.' 

Recalling the words imprinted inside of my mind, I tried my best to keep myself focused as I gathered the light psyons toward me. 

There wasn't much I knew about the fifth movement of the Keiki style. 

However, from the little words and images inside of my head, I knew that it heavily relied on light psyons. 

This was why at the moment, I had gathered all my focus toward the air, trying my best to agglomerate all the light psyons toward my sword. 

The process was very slow, however, with due time, the sword in my hand started to become brighter and brighter.